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The Iron Ward, prison for those awaiting the justice of King and Church, was almost peaceful sitting squat and stoic on the clifftop near Port Merrena. From the outside the old stone walls and tiny windows seemed quaint; from the inside they were impervious. …


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If you’re doing any kind of side hustle, marketing is an inevitable part of it. And marketing sucks. There’s a lot to wrap your head around — so many different avenues filled with all kinds of details like SEO and algorithms and ad budgets.

Honestly, I don’t know jack about…


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I’ve been thinking a lot about poetry lately and I suddenly remembered that I used to have an account on AllPoetry. Was it still there? Yes, yes it was. Could I log in? Also yes.

I thought I’d take a read of the 70 poems I had posted there from…


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Though Barnasus ate his sandwich in the dockside park and saved a crust to feed to the eager birds, no mysterious strangers came to sit by him. He tried not to be disappointed as he left the park and returned to his home, but he was restless. …


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“Before I go on I want to clarify one thing,” Penny said, settling herself more comfortably on her bed, sitting with her knees tucked up to her chest and leaning against the rough stone wall. “If you are starting to think I’m a blaspheming heretic, I’m not. Goddess protects and…


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Barnasus had returned to his shop in a state of depression and anxious wondering, and had slept little. So he was very surprised when he awoke at his usual time feeling almost cheerful.

As he prepared for the day, getting dressed and making breakfast by habit rather than conscious thought…


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Somehow, without realising it, Barnasus made a decision as he walked from the prison to his shop. He had a truth to pursue and if he was to do it right it would need all his attention. …


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The arrival of the second purse and the cryptic notes made Barnasus change his plan for the day. He had intended to open up shop for the morning and make his visit to Penny in the mid-afternoon. That’s what he had planned but now he couldn’t bear the thought of…


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Barnasus forced himself to breathe, to be calm, to not get carried away. Not again. But a small part of him knew that’s exactly why he had taken this job. He wanted to be swept up into the arms of truth again. Else he’d have ignored the money and note…


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The Traitor smiled wickedly at her advocate as Barnasus tried and failed to look unshaken by her revelation that the charge of regicide against her was true. Captain Penelope M Traitor is many things, but she is not guilty of all charges brought against her. That’s what she had claimed…

Caroline Cherryburn

I’m a nerd from NSW, Australia. I write, read, game, cosplay, wear weird and wonderful clothes, and write about whatever I feel like.

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